Conan's corpse picker

Chapter 838 Uzo, Detective Friend

When Belmode thought that Uzo was standing on their side now, he suddenly felt that the burden on his shoulders was much lighter.

Although she also wanted to protect angel and cool guy, she felt that she had no reason and shouldn't approach them, as that would bring more danger.After all, there are too many people staring at her - from the FBI, from the organization...

Compared with her, Uzo is much more suitable in terms of status.

And now it seems that in terms of "protecting others", although Uzo... what's wrong, Belmode couldn't help pressing his forehead, but regardless of the form and process, only from the conclusion, the effect is unexpectedly Unexpectedly good - after all, Uzo is a genius who stands tall enough. He wants to do one thing wholeheartedly. Even if the method is biased, he can always achieve the effect he wants through various unspeakable means .

The only thing that worries Belmode is that if Cool Guy's situation is discovered by the organization, not only Angel will definitely be implicated, but Uzo will definitely be on the organization's list and face danger.

Belmode: "..." Although I really don't want that kind of situation to happen, we must think of emergency plans in advance.For example, in case something happens, how to find a way to fish them out...

Belmode did not go upstairs with the two high school students.

She turned around and walked back to the room next to the lounge in thought.

……

Jiang Xia and Conan took the elevator all the way to the top floor.

Just now, the three new members of the band, although they were arguing upside down.But on a certain matter, their caliber is the same.

—The deceased did not take the elevator downstairs.

Elevator monitoring also confirmed this.

Coupled with the testimony of Aoki Shota and Jian Xiong Atsushi - after the deceased left the elevator, he only went down one floor and caught up with the person she wanted to talk to.

After that, the two separated, and the floor where the deceased was located was still very high. It stands to reason that under normal circumstances, she would take the next elevator downstairs, but she didn't.

So, maybe something happened along the way that prevented her from taking the elevator.

Search carefully along the stairs and the eighth floor where the deceased had spoken to Mr. Jian Xiong, and most of the clues can be found—this is probably where her accident happened.

……

Jiang Xia and Conan left the elevator and walked along the corridor on the eighth floor.

Not long after that, they stopped and found something they cared about.

——There is an interest class on the eighth floor of the building, and there are many crayon drawings of children on display on the wall.

Jiang Xia looked along the way, and finally stopped in front of a statue of blue sky and green grass.

His eyes paused briefly on it, and then quickly fell to the side.

——Diagonally opposite, in the closed shop, there are several fashion models on display.

One of the female plastic mannequins is bald from the wrist down and has lost her left hand.

……

After a few minutes.

Jiang Xia finished visiting the check-in point smoothly, and returned downstairs comfortably.

Seeing him, Nakamura Yusuke's eyes flickered - although he mustered up his courage just now and used the people around Jiang Xia to create an alibi, he was still a little wary of this famous detective after all.

Just now, Nakamura Yusuke was busy persuading the fight, when he saw that Jiang Xia was gone by mistake, his heart skipped a beat, worried that Jiang Xia had found some other clues.

At this time, seeing the high school student detective reappear, Nakamura Yusuke felt a little guilty, and approached to make a statement.

He walked to Jiang Xia's side and sighed, as if he was tired from fighting:

"We usually have a good relationship, but I didn't expect that such a conflict would suddenly break out... I usually only focus on studying new songs, and I really neglected this aspect. It would be great if I paid attention to it sooner—what should I do now? .”

It was just a feeling of helplessness.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Xia actually made a suggestion, and said in a flat tone:

"They just don't want to be regarded as murderers by the police, so they have been constantly exposing the possible flaws of others and trying to magnify their suspicions. From this point of view, of course there is a solution-you just turn yourself in as soon as possible."

"..."

Nakamura Yusuke's breathing was stagnant, and he felt as if a basin of ice water had been poured into his back collar.

"What, what?" He instinctively avoided what Jiang Xia said just now, hoping that he had heard it wrong, "Haha, thank you for helping to ease the atmosphere, but it really scared me..."

Yusuke Nakamura tries to get away with it.

But just now, although Jiang Xia's voice was not high when speaking, she did not deliberately lower her voice.

Not only Yusuke Nakamura heard the last sentence "surrender", but also several police officers next to him.

In an instant, several sharp gazes shot at Nakamura Yusuke, mixed with scrutiny, suspicion...and the expectation of ending overtime.

Jiang Xia lived up to their expectations, trying to pull the progress bar:
"There is a strange indentation on the calf of the deceased. The box used to hold the bass drum has a metal part protruding from the inner wall to help fix the instrument-the two are very similar in shape. In other words, Yukiko Miss may have been packed in a box and carried here.

"Among all the people present, except for a few staff members, only you have the ability to use the musical instrument box to transport the corpse - if it is not the corpse hider himself, when others carry it, they will definitely feel suspicious because of the wrong weight... "

The more Nakamura Yusuke listened, the more he felt that the situation was unfavorable, and interrupted him with sweat on his forehead: "That doesn't mean I'm the murderer! Yukiko's self-centered character... Maybe she offended a staff member!"

He didn't control the volume well, and he sounded a little flustered.

Those who hadn't noticed the situation here also stopped talking and looked over suspiciously.

Stared at by multiple eyes, Nakamura Yusuke was sweating profusely: "I, I mean... maybe someone else used the musical instrument box to transport the corpse while we weren't paying attention—anyway, I didn't even Can't get into the scene of the crime!"

"It is true that you are not the only one who has the chance to touch the musical instrument box. But there are not many people who can get the key to the lounge and enter the lounge at the same time." Jiang Xia rarely encountered such a spirited murderer, he looked carefully He glanced at Yusuke Nakamura, then looked down at his watch.

It was still early, and there were many policemen around.

Jiang Xia finally silently moved away the hand that was moving towards the stick, and continued to fast-forward calmly: "From the current situation, Miss Yukiko was probably killed on the eighth floor - there was a green scratch on her back shoulder, And on the wall of the corridor on the eighth floor, a green crayon drawing also happened to have traces of being scuffed.

"After the murderer pressed her against the wall and strangled her to death, he packed the body into the box that was usually used to store the bass drum. At the same time, the murderer conceived a plan to exonerate himself. He twisted off the left hand of a nearby mannequin, and Take off Miss Yukiko's gloves—as long as the two are combined at the right time, it is easy for people who don't know to have the illusion that 'this is Miss Yukiko's hand'."

(End of this chapter)